Jiang Xiaonan returned home and sneaked into her own room like a thief.
She carefully locked her room door from the inside and took off Gu Moyang's jacket.
The jacket was a simple black suit style, of very good quality. Jiang Xiaonan carefully folded it and placed it on her bed.
Finally, she had something that belonged to Gu Moyang. With his jacket to hold, she thought she could sleep well.
Jiang Xiaonan changed into her pajamas, rolled over onto her bed, her mouth slightly upturned, holding Gu Moyang's jacket and fell asleep.
However, at this moment in Lin Qian's apartment, she found it impossible to sleep.
The cigarette in her hand was already her third.
What Gu Moyang said to her tonight constantly echoed in her mind.
Yet, she was clear that Gu Moyang alone was no match for the assassin organization or the research institute.
She was at a point of no return, and didn't want Gu Moyang to go down this path as well.
